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He's Got To Let Go Of You Sometime.

If There Was A Jane Austen Camp, I Would Go, No Question.

Making Decisions Was The Painful Part For Me, The Part I Agonized Over. But Once The Decision Was Made, I Simply Followed Through—usually With Relief That The Choice Was Made. Sometimes The Relief Was Tainted By Despair, Like My Decision To Come To Forks. But It Was Still Better Than Wrestling With The Alternatives.

I Had The Easiest Publishing Experience In The Entire World. I Sent Out Fifteen Courier Letters To Agents, Got Five No Replies, Nine Rejections And One I Want To See It. A Month Later I Had An Agent. Another Month Later I Had A Three Book Deal With Little Brown.

Yes, Because A Vampire Slumber Party Is The Pinnacle Of Safety Conscious Behavior.